Film, TV and literature would have us believe in a nation of gardeners and shopkeepers, a warm and caring, cheerful, funny people, all about their busy day, inventing just about everything ever invented, exploring dark and savage lands and writing almost all of the world’s greatest classics. Yet they somehow still find time, we’re told, to set aside all class distinctions, down at the village pub, and commune across a pint or two, and a friendly game of darts. Think democracy at it’s finest, if not it’s very homeland. Think “mother of parliaments,” Magna Carta and rule of law not men. Think fair play, i.e. by English rules.

But should the need arise, they’ll drop their well deserved idyllic lives to stand (alone if need be), a “thin red line of heroes,” between Western Civilization and whichever apocalypse looms greatest at the moment. Never have so many owed so much to so few. “Finest hour” and all that. “Over the top” and Tally ho!” Knights in shining armour and stout yeomanry alike, a happy band of brothers, these,with smiles on their faces and jokes at the ready, should ever you own moral sink. Bloody good chaps to have at your side in a scrap, especially when in the thick of it, and in everyday life no finer friend, loyal even to a fault.

Think Mr. Chips. Think Mrs. Miniver. Think Monty. Think Monty Python.

Balderdash. Codswallop. Don’t believe it for a minute. That’s not the real Great Britain. Oh, the ordinary Brit’s alright, no better and no worse than ordinary people anywhere.

But the English ruling class? They’re Evil Inc., and that’s putting it politely. If they simply outright massacre you, you’re among the lucky ones. Survivors slave or starve.

So forget Mr. Chips, et al.

Think Lord Jeffrey Amherst wondering (in a postscript no less), “Could it not be contrived to send the Small Pox among those disaffected tribes of Indians? We must on this occasion use every stratagem in our power to reduce them.”

Think Sir Arthur “Bomber” Harris, burning the old men, women and children of Dresden alive.

Think Sir Winston Churchill, the “Butcher of Gallipoli,” writing in 1920, “I do not understand this sqeamishness about the use of gas. I am strongly in favour of using poison gas against uncivilised tribes.”

With officers like these, of course the ship’s a pirate. No mere idle speculation, this. History bears it out.

Great article and a nice presentation.

There are far greater riches in the India, and there are far more things that are lying beneath, but sadly the government is not doing anything.

At the time I was working on the TLD readers for AECL workers. I did a lot of calibration stuff up at Chalk River and then set up the readers at Darlington, Bruce etc.

Before the TLD readers nuclear exposure was measured by FILM BADGEs. The problem with the film badges was that they just whited out when exposed and you could tell very roughly how much the exposure was by a white/grey scale that the film strip was compared to. NOT very exact and no clue WHAT kind of radiation so a bit of Beta could show just as badly as a near fatal blast of Gamma.

Need for new instrument.

The TLD reader had three aspirin sized crystals inside an plastic holder. The crystals vibrated at a set and constant speed. Exposed to radiation the crystals vibrated faster. The TLD reader read the diff between the zeroed crystals and after their exposure to 4 weeks of an atomic energy workers exposure. The different crystals read different types and levels of radiation. Once read the crystal would be “zeroed” (small negative charge by being touched by a needle electrode) again and sent back to the worker.

This was the technology being developed and for some of physicists from several governments thought it was VERY important to take samples of some of the salt bowls in the deserts of NW India where these GLASS CRATERS had been found. It seems that once the crystals are exposed the vibrate at the increased level FOREVER. These guys confirmed that many of the samples were showing the same rates (very very HIGH) of atomic crystalline vibrational change as the “glass” from Alamogordo. As this article states, there are areas of NW India that have exceptionally high genetic birth defect rates too. The descriptions in the ancient texts appear obvious too.